After Cannon Fodder A Accidentally Marked the Cold Film Queen - Chapter 29

“It’s alright, I understand.”

Shen Qingyu’s fair, slender fingers gently squeezed the small object, presenting a very understanding look.

“Everyone has those few days, those few late nights, when they get particularly excited and easily develop an abnormal physical urge…”

Zhu Songning could no longer maintain her composure. Her face finally turned completely crimson, spreading from her cheeks all the way to her ear tips.

“You, don’t say anymore…”

It was too humiliating.

What if the object of her wet dream found out?

Recalling her lapse last night, she slightly closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling.

But the other party did not seem to intend to let her off lightly.

Shen Qingyu moved closer. The scent of tea on her body and in her hair was richer than that of the plush toy and hair tie last night, as if the dream had been projected into reality, making it impossible for her to avoid.

Clear and cool, with a hint of bitterness.

Such a light scent, like water, like ice.

Yet, for some unknown reason, every time Zhu Songning smelled it, she felt this scent was like a sudden downpour, and although she was wrapped in a cold storm, she couldn’t help but feel waves of restlessness and unbearable heat.

A cold finger gently lifted her eyelids.

Strands of snow-white hair lightly brushed against her collarbone.

“More than that, what I want to know is,” Shen Qingyu’s eyes locked onto hers, “Last night, was the person you dreamed of me?”

Was it my face that got you all wet and drenched?

My poor puppy, soaked wet by me.

“Was it because of me that you had this feeling? Ningning.”

Zhu Songning’s hand clenched into a fist, then slowly relaxed.

“No.”

She turned her head away, avoiding Shen Qingyu’s scrutinizing gaze.

It was only because of her age, her youthful vigor, and excess internal heat.

Shen Qingyu was merely the catalyst.

How could she have felt that way because of Shen Qingyu?

A joke.

“Hmph.”

A soft laugh escaped Shen Qingyu’s throat.

Soon, soft lips touched Zhu Songning’s earlobe.

First, they enclosed it, then after a moment, a warm tongue, followed by the Omega’s sharp teeth.

Their faces were pressed tightly together. Zhu Songning could clearly feel the friction of Shen Qingyu’s side hair against her face.

She gasped. Even though she couldn’t see Shen Qingyu’s expression, she could still imagine that she might be looking down, her eyes full of tenderness, as she bit her ear.

Shen Qingyu’s hot breath turned into vapor, moistening the black strands of hair behind her ear.

“Little liar.”

Shen Qingyu lowered her head, rested her face on the Alpha’s shoulder, pulled down her collar, and savagely bit her shoulder.

A teeth mark was left there.

Zhu Songning first cried out in pain, the arm loosely wrapped around Shen Qingyu’s waist tightened, and then a sudden, itchy sense of satisfaction surged through her.

“Who else could you possibly dream of besides me?” Shen Qingyu didn’t believe her words. “Who else is so capable?”

Her lips and tongue once again traced the teeth mark.

“This is the punishment for a naughty child who lies.”

Punishment?

Zhu Songning thought distractedly in her mind.

Is it really a punishment?

The moment the Omega bit down without warning was indeed a little painful.

But the pain itself had an addictive quality.

Pain and pleasure share a part of the neural pathways and chemical substances in the brain. Coupled with the brain’s “reinterpretation” of the pain signal in specific contexts, euphoria often accompanies pain.

Especially when Shen Qingyu coiled around her like a snake.

Cool and beautiful.

She suddenly couldn’t understand her own heart.

“Still won’t admit it? Don’t even have this much courage?”

Shen Qingyu’s long hair draped over her back. The pale golden sunlight outside the window shone on their tightly embraced bodies, appearing glorious and sacred.

Yet, Zhu Songning knew in her heart that in the corners where the sun could barely reach, the intertwining of their inner selves was so obscure and hideous.

Always accompanied by dampness.

“Shen Qingyu, how much longer until you inherit your mother’s shares?”

Zhu Songning looked up, panting softly, and asked her.

Shen Qingyu slowly rose from her shoulder.

“What do you mean?”

“Just what I said.”

Zhu Songning saw the mist in her eyes dissipate rapidly.

It was replaced by chilling, bone-deep coldness.

This is how they were meant to be.

Shen Qingyu was too free, like a piece of shattered, lawless debris, ruthlessly crashing through her world.

Zhu Songning was not a person of few desires. In her original world, to gain fame and money, even after becoming a renowned magician, she accepted every performance invitation.

Never picky, she rushed around various parts of the world.

This might also be why the System was initially interested in her.

She was a person with desires.

Shen Qingyu was too heavy for someone like her, who was accustomed to solitary travel.

That happiness mixed with uneasiness was itself a luxury and a drug for emotions.

Shen Qingyu stared coldly at her for a few seconds. The former tenderness and ambiguity instantly receded like a tide, leaving only a dry beach, trampled into a mess.

“So what?”

Her expression softened.

“The administrative process still takes some time. The share inheritance won’t be completed in a short period.”

She was clearly explaining, but Zhu Songning saw a stubbornness in her eyes.

As if she stubbornly refused to hold an umbrella on a rainy day, waiting for a sunny tomorrow.

She truly is an utter lunatic.

Shen Qingyu tossed the object she was holding back onto her.

The stickiness remained on it, the evidence of her crime last night.

This made the harsh words she had just spoken utterly unconvincing.

Zhu Songning caught the object and watched Shen Qingyu’s retreating figure.

During the two days of rest, Youth Trainee 2 held a public vote to eliminate the last-ranked contestant.

Today, the director would announce the new rankings of the remaining trainees and the arrangements for the upcoming performance stages.

Zhu Songning didn’t have much risk of being eliminated; after all, she had already gained considerable attention on the show.

It was just that since she had only recently appeared in the public eye, her fan base wasn’t very strong.

Unlike Xu Zhe, who had already participated in various activities to build momentum before joining the show.

She estimated that she would have to step down from the first-place position.

As soon as she entered the area where the trainees gathered, she indeed saw Xu Zhe and her small entourage again, looking smug and triumphant.

“Don’t worry, maybe you can maintain that position? Your performance in the theme song was so good.”

Luo Chuanhe comforted her.

“It’s fine.” Zhu Songning wasn’t too bothered. “It’s only one time, the final outcome hasn’t been decided yet, has it?”

In the original book, Xu Zhe debuted in the C position, and her success in securing the C position was the result of efforts both internally and externally.

Internally, Lu Conghuan was a mentor and could provide her with many conveniences on the show.

Externally, she was backed by Yuanhe Entertainment, a major company. A lot of technology was used for voting, coupled with public opinion manipulation.

However, everything was different now.

Zhu Songning had become the only variable in the entire game.

“The final outcome? Even if there is a final outcome, the winner will only be me.”

Xu Zhe passed by her, heard her words, and spoke to her.

Zhu Songning ignored her, merely glancing at her.

The recording was about to start, and the trainees were getting ready to go on stage to await the announcement of the rankings.

She and Xu Zhe, one first and one second, were conspicuously noticeable in their lingering and confrontation.

Xu Zhe felt the increasing number of surrounding gazes and didn’t want to argue with Zhu Songning here, but thinking of Lu Conghuan’s recent abnormality and the company executive who fell into her hands, she still couldn’t swallow her anger.

“Don’t be too pleased with yourself.”

Xu Zhe lowered her voice, speaking only loud enough for the two of them to hear.

She wanted to say more, but then remembered that Shen Qingyu had played a part in the executive’s downfall. She glanced at Zhu Songning with suspicion again.

“Don’t think that just because my aunt helped you and took you on as her student, you can latch onto the Shen family’s connections.”

“You will always be a lowly Alpha.”

“And… stay away from Lu Conghuan.”

After Xu Zhe left, Luo Chuanhe immediately came over curiously and asked her, “What did she say to you? Did she threaten you?”

“Something like that.”

Zhu Songning brushed it off vaguely.

She and Lu Conghuan were already over; she didn’t know what Xu Zhe was so hysterical about.

While walking to the filming location, Zhu Songning ran into a half-acquaintance, her former roommate, Song Yu.

Song Yu had consistently hovered near the bottom but managed to stay this time.

Not only that, but she also dyed her hair silver-white during the break.

Zhu Songning hadn’t forgotten that Song Yu had spoken up for her before. She stopped and said to her, “Congratulations.”

Song Yu seemed a bit overwhelmed, quickly waving her hands and saying, “Not at all.”

It wasn’t until they were far away that Luo Chuanhe tugged on her clothes and pulled her aside.

“Why did you greet her?”

“She helped me before, what’s wrong?”

Zhu Songning didn’t understand Luo Chuanhe’s sudden hostility towards her.

“Haven’t you been online recently?” Luo Chuanhe was shocked. “Do you know how Song Yu managed to stay? By aggressively marketing herself as ‘Little Shen Qingyu’ online during this time, she gained a little popularity.”

“Look at her outfit now, doesn’t she look like the film empress Shen?”

Zhu Songning seriously pondered it: “A little, but still not very much.”

Shen Qingyu was much more refined, captivating people the moment they saw her, drawing them into a complete surrender.

“Shen Qingyu’s eyes are deeper, and when she looks at people, there are stars in her eyes. And, Shen Qingyu is thinner?” Zhu Songning gestured with her hand. “Her waist is about this thin.”

“Could you please stop talking in that tone.”

Luo Chuanhe got goosebumps.

“The way you are, with that expression, anyone would think you genuinely have improper thoughts about the film empress Shen, okay?”

Zhu Songning was speechless for a moment.

She was just stating facts.

Why was Luo Chuanhe so fond of overthinking things?

The director informed them to prepare to go on stage, but Zhu Songning’s phone suddenly chimed.

A new message.

She subconsciously scanned the area for Shen Qingyu’s figure and saw her at the other end, looking down at her phone.

She was emitting a chilling, cold aura.

“You go first, I’ll be right there.”

After sending Luo Chuanhe away, she dared to check the message.

It was indeed from Shen Qingyu.

[Fish Fish]: You don’t like me, but you like talking to Little Shen Qingyu, is that right?

[Fish Fish]: Sometimes I really think, why can’t I be the Alpha, and you the Omega.

[Fish Fish]: In that case, I would definitely make you unable to get out of bed, and you would never have time to look at anyone else.

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